So...totally sorry I haven't updated!! I have a lot more time on my hands now though. Here is chapter 5!! Comments and reviews would be awesome!

Reba awoke the next day with a little hop in her step. She felt better than she had in a long time. As she was getting ready for work she recalled her computer conversation with Brock. A smile formed on her face. This whole arrangement was a little strange, but she would see how it went. She finished up things at the house and took off for the office. Brock was already at work working on patient's teeth. He got sidetracked by his thoughts of Reba. He really was looking forward to getting back his friendship with Reba. He went through the rest of his work day in a haze.

Reba got home around 5:30, changed into something for comfortable and went downstairs to start dinner. She knew they wouldn't get online till around 8:00, but for some reason she seemed to rush through her nightly activities. She cleaned up after dinner and sat with everyone in the living room for a bit. Elizabeth was in her lap and had fallen asleep. "Oh look she is out, let me take her upstairs," Cheyenne said. "No, no it's ok honey I will tuck her in tonight you guys sit here and relax," Reba responded. She carried her granddaughter to her room and placed her under the covers. She kissed her goodnight and closed the door behind her. She walked across the hallway to her bedroom and decided to retreat there for the rest of the night. She glanced at the clock it was 7:45pm, she had just enough time to put on some pj's, brush her teeth and take her makeup off. Once she settled into bed she grabbed her laptop and turned it on. It was 8:03, but she wasn't worried she didn't want to seem overly eager to get on.

She loaded up the website they chatted with yesterday, logged in and waited. She thought to herself, this is silly what if he doesn't even get on. Just as she finished her thought golden god logged on in the chat room. She smiled and decided to wait for him to talk to her. Brock was sitting on the couch downstairs at his house and had just logged on the site and saw she was on. He decided to take the reigns and opened up a window to talk to her. "Hey there," he typed. Even though she was waiting for it she still jumped when she heard the sound that meant he said something. She typed back, "Hey, how's it going?" He wrote, "Pretty good, just settled down on the couch for the evening. How about you?" "Same here, just winding down relaxing in my bedroom. It was a long day," she replied. "Oh really? What did you do?" Brock said. "Well I had two houses to show and the people interested in them were so picky and hard to deal with. They stressed me out. Then I had a lot of paper work. Then I came home made dinner and sat with the kids for a while. I tucked Elizabeth in and came in here. What about you?" Reba typed mapping out her day. "Well I had a few minor procedures and a bunch of cleanings today. I couldn't really focus all day. Then I came home argued with Barbara Jean. Went for a drive and came back and got on the computer. I feel pretty stressed too," he typed with an exhausted expression. "You argued with Barbara jean? Why? What's going on?"

"We just aren't working Reba. It's nothing either of us intentionally does. We are just not the people we used to be. I hate to say it, but I've given up." Reba was a little shaken, "Brock you have to work this out with her. You guys need to get past the little things. Look at the big picture here." Brock rubbed his hand over his eyes in frustration, "Reba we have tried. We always come to you when we argue over little stuff. But have you noticed that we don't anymore? It's because we realize it's pointless to drag you into something that can't be fixed. I appreciate all of your help to keep us together, but this isn't something little anymore. We are nearing the end and honestly….I'm ok with that."

Reba didn't know what to say, she thought a moment before she typed something. "I'm sorry Brock, if that is how you feel I won't push it anymore. I didn't know it was that bad." "It's ok Reba everything will work out. Anyway, new subject!" he said trying to take his mind of his failures. Reba could tell he didn't want to go any further with that issue so she thought of something else to say. "Well, Cheyenne and Van seem to be doing better after that whole flower fiasco," she typed. Brock chuckled to himself, "that's good. Those two get there wires crossed over the most interesting things." "Yea, they do, but they always seem to work it out. It's good to see them so in love," Reba said. "Yea they are I think those crazy kids are going to make it" Brock hesitated typing what he wanted to say after a moment he got the courage to ask Reba something he wanted to know. "Reba…why is it that you haven't fallen in love again?" he hit send before he chickened out.